Well, it's not far to
where I want to be,
but it's so far away,
will that day, I ever see,
as my breath I hold,
and with hands I pray,
and dream of the day,
and seek some way.
Hearts performing miracle,
dreamers finding their dreams,
and I saw them in you,
and held you for a time,
so sweet, so missed,
so prayed for, then known,
but once again
I'm left on my own.
